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its appearance among the pieces and
protruded from what was clearly
enough a false bottom.
Dorothy opened it and gasped. It
was her aunt's last will. It was in
dubitably the very last will, for it was
dated a year later than the one by
which she inherited the money. As
she stared at it Charley came in.
He picked up the will and read it
One scathing sentence burned itself
into Dorothy's brain.
" my property," it ran, "to
be the possession of my niece Dor
'othy so long as the blue Worcester
teapot remains intact. And, know
ing that within a short time my said
niece, Dorothy, will break the said
teapot, I hereby bequeath all my
property, except the broken frag
ments of the said teapot, in the care
of Mr. Jebediah Sturgeon, president
of the Parrot ass'n of Greenville,
The guest had taken the opportu
nity to slip away, and Dorothy and
her husband looked at .one another
in dismay. ,
"The darned old cat!" said Charley.
"What does it mean, dear?" asked
his wife hysterically.
"It means," he answered, "that
your Aunt Jerusha has taken her
posthumous revenge upon us. Don't
you see? So long as the teapot was
sound neither of us would know
that we didn't own the property, but
now we've come upon a later will
inside the old thing, we've we've
got to evacuate."
"And I've made tea in it 50 times
and and thought of her," sobbed
the girl. "I wish we'd spent every
penny of that old legacy .and sold
the house, too. Isn't there any way
of getting out of it, dear?"
The lawyer shook his head. "The
will is properly executed and wit
nessed," he answered. "Of course it
might be possible to claim that she
had been of Unsound mind. But I
know that in spite of her eccentric
ities she was a woman of remarkable
.clarity of mind. And anyway, a law
suit with old Jebediah wha's-his'
name would be an expensive pro
ceeding. No, my dear, there isn't
anything we can do except, turn the
will over to Jebediah."
On the following morning Charley
set out for Greenville, accompanied .
by Dorothy, who had peladed to go
Mr. Jebediah Sturgeon was easily
located. He was, in fact, the chief
lawyer of the town, but when the vis
itors explained their presence and
spoke of the Parrot ass'n he smiled
with much amusement
"The late Miss Jerusha Shaw was
a remarkable woman," he said, as he
searched in a tin box for some pa
pers. "One of the eccentricities was
an extreme aversion from lawyers.
I understand that you are of our pro
fession," he added, turning to Char
ley. "Yes, and she had no use for me
on that account"
"So I understood. I can say, in
fact, that I was the only lawyer for
whom she did have any use. Ours
was a very old friendship, and her
will, though apparently drawn up
without legal advice, was, in fact,
drawn up by me. I may say that
Miss Shaw would have placed as'
much confidence in me as this state
He drew a paper from the box, put
on his glasses and began to peruse
it Then he smiled genially.
"The property was much smaller
than you expected to find, Mr. En
field?" he asked.
"She ought to have had about
$6,000 more," said Charley.
"She had $19,000 more than ap
peared in the will," said Mr. Stur
geon. "It was invested in certain
bonds which are in my keeping. As
I said, the late Miss Shaw honored
me with her absolute confidence. But
Miss Shaw was anxious to test your
honesty, Mr. Enfield. In fact, she said
to me that she regretted she could
not put you to the test while she wa,s